Well East Coast bunns are hipI really dig those styles they wearAnd the Southern bunns with the way they honkThey knock me out when I'm down there

The Mid-West farmer's daughters really make you feel alrightAnd the Northern bunns with the way they kissThey keep their boyfriends warm at night

I wish they all could be CaliforniaI wish they all could be CaliforniaI wish they all could be California Bunns

The West Coast has the sunshineAnd the bunns all get so tannedI dig a French bikini on Hawaii Island Dolls by a palm tree in the sand

I been all around this great big worldAnd I seen all kinds of bunnsYeah, but I couldn't wait to get back in the statesBack to the cutest bunns in the world

I wish they all could be CaliforniaI wish they all could be CaliforniaI wish they all could be California bunns

I wish they all could be California(Bunns, bunns, bunns yeah I dig the)I wish they all could be California(Bunns, bunns, bunns yeah I dig the)I wish they all could be California(Bunns, bunns, bunns yeah I dig the)I wish they all could be California(Bunns, bunns, bunns yeah I dig the)

Paula, We never had any of your other great lyrics, but we are always singing the "wish they could all be California bunns" part at evening feeding time at the shelter. Having the other lyrics is going to be great.

Dear Janet2buns, thank goodness you can't really picture it! However, I must say that it has been these times with bunny friends and friend friends that I have truly felt alive. There is a song called "Perhaps Love" that ends with words something like, "If I live forever, and all my dreams come true, my memories of love will be of you." That is what those times are like.